we are drifting
because we are the drifters
it's what were known for
what we set up for

it's got to be different now
more than a schedule
less than a plan
I can't find the words
to help you understand
the pain it gives me
just to look at a flower
again

I've gotta get out
something new
something older
anything but repeated

press play already
please! please! please!
my hearts gotta feel!!
I'm too numb to talk
and too settled to move

push me in the right direction
come on baby
make it happen
cus without love
there's nothing going on

but a revolution
of revolving doors
to step in
and back out
to the same ole place

but
it's got to be different now
more than a schedule
less than a plan

I'm so sorry I don't love you as much as I did
when we first met
maybe it's the sun in your eyes
maybe the tone of your voice
whatever the case
I'm never too good
at giving goodbyes
so let's leave it as that

we are drifting
because we are the drifters
apart then together and apart once more
but we never get sick
of those revolving doors.

10:21 pm Saturday July 22nd, 2006, The drowning youth is near and dear to my
heart.

 
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